"The wind blows where it chooses . . ." John 3:8

Haiku Friday: Space, the Final Frontier

Tonight, while my wife and I enjoyed a nice dinner together in Rice Village, our boys participated in an evening program that included the option of wearing their Halloween costumes. Both of them enthusiastically accepted the invitation to do so. I’ll save the theme of Halloween for next week. This week, let’s follow the lead of our boys, who dressed up as astronauts, and write haiku about outer space.

Your one-verse poem, which can be shared here in the comments, only needs five syllables in the first line, seven syllables in the second line, and five syllables in the third line. This is mine, describing a famous moment that I mentioned in my first sermon in Houston, a city long associated with the space program in this country: